Hentai Shinobi Rule 55: A Shinobi is the village's blade; a Hentai Shinobi is the village's dildo. (Inspired by one of Cedric Kochs' attempts at the rule.)
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"There you go, Mito-sama!" Kai did his best not to be weird about it, but he was a creature of habit after all; he almost laughed at his following words. "I hope you're hungry!"
Did Mito know that he knew that it was her acting like her?
Confusing, right? So, Kai was pretty confident that Mito did not know that he knew that she was acting as herself…
He set food on the table as Mito expressed herself with the characteristic kind smile, her beautiful face bereft of any wrinkles, skin glazed with copious cum as she licked the remnants from her finger before opening her stained lips wide for another round—
Kai blinked and snapped back to reality.
'Okay,' Kai gulped, almost popping a damning boner in his drawers. 'That was dangerous.'
"Oh, it looks good. Thank you, dear," Mito appeared more spirited, adding a few tidbits about her condition. "And I am hungry. I think whatever took me in the past few weeks has finally passed."
'Keep on lying. Nobody's gonna judge here.' Kai shrugged internally before nodding. "I'm glad," he smiled. "Would you like anything with the dinner?"
She chuckled and reached for his hair, gently patting him. And yet, all Kai could recall were those fingers wrapped firmly around his other head when she knelt in worship, spit, and other lurid juices flowing down her chin and to her neck and breasts.
"It'll be fine. You should rest instead of worrying about me."
Kai nodded, not needing another suggestion to leave the room since staying near Mito and not constantly drowning in fantasies was easier said than done.
Yet, his night wasn't close to ending. Kai's brows furrowed the second he entered the room. His gaze darted around before he began inspecting the seals in the room. More troubled by a realization, Kai suddenly walked out of the room and returned to Mito's chamber.
"Mito-sama," he inquired, "Did you… modify the seals?"
Still eating, Mito glanced up from the table and nodded. "Indeed," she smiled. "Tenjin said he'd heard weird noises and even seemed to have seen somebody loitering in the estate. I'm sure it's nothing but stress. Either way, I touched up the seals in the estate for Tenjin's peace. I hope you don't mind, Kai."
"Why would I mind?" Kai casually shrugged while cursing Tenjin's nine ancestors. He would have begun planning to eat the bastard's pet parrot had his promotion not been on the line! "I was just curious if something happened while Kushina and I were away."
Mito nodded and saw him off without saying anything further as Kai returned to his room with a complicated expression.
'Does she know?'
He couldn't help but suspect.
'Does she know that I know?... Wait, why would she even do this if that were the case?'
'Did she not like it?'
The thought was even more depressing. He figured they had a blast. His nut almost exploded, or so he felt.
So…
'Why did Mito add more to the seal? It's more foolproof than before, and no spy could reasonably enter the estate without breaking one spot of the sealing matrix, ultimately notifying her. Is it really because of Tenjin?'
Kai sat in his bed.
Essentially, a Fuinjutsu talent like Kai would have to suspect the 'slut' should she appear again, leading him to raise another ruckus. The additional seals also ensured the 'slut' would never reappear unless she wanted to get chased down and tortured for information by Konoha's Elites—or so would be the casual process of events.
However, Kai knew it was just Mito and her more hidden and darker kinks at play. So, he didn't believe she would inhibit herself like this unless for four reasons—
First, Tenjin truly did experience something weird during Kai's absence.
Second, Mito did not want to continue the act because she probably hated it, and all the fun and joy had been in Kai's mind.
Third, Mito had a fetish of being caught.
The fourth and most unlikely cause, Kai had been wrong from the very beginning, and his confidence in seeing through Mito's guise was a massive blunder… and he had indeed throat-fucked a complete stranger.
Kai crossed out the last option because he had used a similar instinct for the Transformation Jutsu to reveal a spy and assassinate him immediately.
The third option also didn't hold much weight since Kai's nightstand did not contain a Mito transformed as her portrait.
Kai did not want to believe in the second option for personal reasons. They absolutely had a blast! And wasn't it Mito's granddaughter who claimed Genins were no longer children? Why would Mito regret any of it unless… she was more like Hiruzen and Tsunade, who liked maintaining these social norms instead of genuinely believing them…
But that would also mean Mito had some idea that he knew… which didn't seem accurate.
So, the most likely option was someone indeed tried infiltrating the Uzumaki Residence in Kai's and Kushina's absence.
'Fuck!'
Kai slumped in his bed.
'I thought life got simpler after a night of head. Why did it get more complicated for me?'
He let out a frustrated moan before sitting up.
"No time to whine!"
Right!
He had a fucking captive!
Aren't captives the best target upon which to vent one's frustration?!
So, Kai began double-checking the seals. The last thing he wants Mito finding out, after the fact that he knows she's a slut with a world-class throat, is Ameyuri Ringo being so in love with him that she willingly submitted and betrayed her village.
Okay! That's not what happened!
But Kai won.
And winners write the history.
If there's ever going to be a biography—Kai: The Orphan Savior—the world shall only know about women falling for him.
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"Better be quick. Biwako smells you on me whenever you stop by in the later hours." Hiruzen spoke words so damning that it would have his disciples blushing in shame and the fingers of their palms covering their eyes parted to have a better look without understanding the proper context.
"Yes, I understand. She needs you now more than ever and will shortly birth your monkey spawn. But that doesn't mean what I require isn't important." Danzo wasn't any better with his words, particularly when the night sky blanketed Konoha, leaving a dim crescent moon and few functional buildings within the Village to illuminate the surroundings.
"Monkey spawn— Ghaak! *Cough* *Cough*"
"When was the last time we did this?" Danzo inquired with a contended sigh before sneering. "You've lost your touch."
"Ehm," Hiruzen cleared his throat. "It just gives me a soar throat, alright? I can't even kiss Biwako because she would taste it on me. And what do you mean a monkey spawn?!"
"I thought I couldn't be more explicit."
Hiruzen huffed and set the glass containing some rather expensive and throat-burning liquor on the table. Again, he didn't want to indulge in his usual vices and accidentally set Biwako off in this delicate period. However, Danzo was also correct in that he needed the Root to locate the source of the leak about Team 9's mission since Kai being the target was obvious.
It was also concerning because Kai was chosen as a target within the team, which included the last Senju, the succeeding Jinchuriki, and the Uchiha's Princess! And ironically, Hiruzen gets why. So, the other party must also know Kai's envious talents and fearsome growth. The youth was the next elite in the making, and it wouldn't take him a decade to fulfill his potential. Imagine someone as swift in taking his enemy's life as Konoha's White Fang… but decades younger!
After relaying the necessary information, Danzo left the office. Of course, Hiruzen only divulged a few thighs about the mission to get the Root's ball rolling. As for spying on the suspected spy brought in by the other team? It was the Anbu's job.
Since Hiruzen decided on abolishing the root after the war, Danzo knew his responsibilities and role would only…
'Shorten by the day.'
Danzo narrowed his lone, untouched eye, walking out of the building as he recollected the day's events. When the road to his goals should have become smoother after employing Orochimaru's services and improving the condition of his right arm, Danzo encountered another hurdle.
Kai and Danzo were similar in this sense.
Yet, unbeknownst to one, the latter wanted the former—alive or dead—willing or unwilling… enslaved or pursued.
He, or rather, Root's operatives, had been the ones to plant a Kikaichu's variant within Nono Yakushi. It was a tiny, cell-like parasite capable of releasing weak pulses of chakra sensed only by the holder of the parasite's mother—something Danzo handpicked one suicidal shinobi to deliver to Ameyuri Ringo's team in disguise. The Aburame Clan weren't the only ones with unique techniques and Hiden to control such parasites, and Danzo had siphoned such a specimen from a distant civilization during Root's formative years. The Kikaichu Variant, distinct from the Aburame's much more poisonous nano-sized counterpart, Rinkaichu, played a fundamental role in Danzo achieving several objectives.
Yet, his fears returned to flesh and blood, alive and kicking.
As before, Danzo was indifferent to Kai's more overt actions. It was merely a front to present himself as a wild, uncontrollable card untouched by political ambitions. From a strange point of view, Danzo could even respect that drive.
However, Danzo had his ambitions, and Kai's closeness with Hiruzen proved the youth a thorn in the Root's side. The brighter Kai appeared, the darker his shadow was felt within the Root, enforcing Danzo's decision to get rid of him while he had yet to mature… or capture him.
As for others?
It wasn't in Danzo's interest to touch the next Jinchuriki, the last Senju who could still give birth to more prodigies, and Yata Uchiha's daughter.
And Nono Yakushi?
Yes, Danzo wanted her dead with Kai—at Ameyuri's lightning-clad Kiba. Or captured.
She was a pile of evidence… or so would others expect in ordinary times. The Kikaichu Variant bred within the Root lived for three days at most within others before being thoroughly reduced to nothing by the host's immune system.
But… these were extraordinary times!
Kai's talents shook the bandaged council member.
Danzo had it in good authority that even the Uchiha's Sharingan couldn't sense the Kikaichu's chakra pulse. It was too minute!
Yet… Kai did.
Worse than his Sensory skills was his monstrous combat potential, for Ameyuri was dead. An elite known to be decorated in her enemy's blood was bested by a kid not yet 10!
'And he is to be a Jonin?' Danzo steered his body into an alley, allowing the darkness to consume his being. 'Hiruzen has already decided to promote Kai to become a Jonin. But… the kid wants to enter the war?'
There was going to be a war.
It was not a question of if but when.
Iwa, Kumo, and Kiri were busy digesting their gains, so they would never ignite that spark. Suna did not have the capital to do so and could only watch its peers with envy despite being surrounded by 'gold.' It was all in Konoha's hands. And Danzo was aware Hiruzen wasn't deflecting from the responsibility but stalking the right opportunity to initiate that spark that would consume the Continent whole!
Could he go after Nono?
Possibly… if she resided alone.
Ten hours ago, Tsunade began providing residence to Nono under her roof.
Danzo could understand Tsunade's thoughts. She must have realized Nono was but an unknowing bait that led Ameyuri Ringo's team to Team 9. So, Danzo had to prepare for one of Konoha's most exemplary Kunoichi investigating their hand within the shadows.
'Much to do,' Danzo sighed as he flickered away, still spry for someone known to be far from any conflict these days. 'No point crying over spilled milk.' He wasn't afraid of any Senju, not after hosting one of the clan's singular most prodigious members in his right arm.
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"Wow, are you sure you aren't going to rape me? This position screams anything but that?" A catty voice filled Kai's humble quarters as he glanced up before quietly returning to his task, allowing an unsettling silence to settle.
"Oi! I'm talking with you, brat!"
Kai calmly performed the same exercise as before, paying the redhead tied on his bed with arms and legs spread open with no heed.
"Is that some warmup rape exercise?"
"What? Lost your nerve and doing some Taoist shit to overcompensate?"
"Yo! Little Willy! Still there?!"
"Did your balls even drop yet?!"
"I'm telling you! None who shoved their dicks inside me managed to take it out without third-degree burns! It's your funeral!"
Kai sighed.
"Will you shut up? And no need to scream. Voices don't go out. Besides, I don't rape."
"Oh… why didn't you say so?"
"I thought there wasn't any point in revealing that," Kai stopped and cast her a dubious glance. "Third-degree burns? Really?"
"Nah," Ameyuri grinned. "I was just kidding. Do you think I got time for men? But… maybe? I haven't channeled lightning in my cooch. Wanna try it?"
Kai tossed her a deadpan glare before continuing his exercise.
"Fucking virgin," he scoffed under his breath.
"Hey! I heard that! And you're no better!"
"Heh!" Kai stopped. He had wanted to brag for sooooo long! Better it be an enemy than nobody, right? He smugly turned around before crossing his arms. "I'll let you know that I'm pretty experienced. In fact, I made someone orgasm several times on the same bed you're tied on."
"You tied me on your cum bed?" Ameyuri narrowed her eyes.
"What? No. I clean up after myself. Those sheets are as fresh as the new ones!"
She scoffed before inclining her head.
"So? What's the plan?"
Kai didn't answer and returned to his exercise.
"You'll have to kill me. You'll get no information! Hear me? A novice can't get shit from amateurish torture techniques!"
"You don't even have a proper dungeon!"
"A dungeon does sound nice," Kai sighed.
*Khcch*
"Something in a location that's open but unsuspected."
*Thuck*
*Thuck*
*Thuck*
"A couple of seals to keep prying eyes away, like the Byakugan."
*Drrr*
"But I'm not wealthy or connected enough to have such a dungeon lying around in my basement or something."
*Khachhak*
"Besides, I have another method to get the information I need from you. Fortunately, Sensei prides herself in never using the 'barbaric' method of experimenting on any life to achieve her results… though she doesn't mind using the conclusions observed by others who practice human experimentations."
"Tsunade?" Ameyuri snorted. "Sounds like a wimp."
Kai momentarily paused before inquiring.
"So, you lost to a wimp's disciple?"
"Fuck you!"
"I wish somebody hot would…" Kai deflated before shrugging. "As for Sensei… what's wrong with maintaining some sanity? You and I could have used more of it."
*Tap*
*Tap*
*Tap*
*Crackle*
"I can't believe a wimp raised a runt like you," Ameyuri chuckled.
"Now, don't look down on Tsunade," Kai grinned. "She packs a mean punch and never needs to get as low as us to get what she wants. Imagine if she began crossing several more lines."
Ameyuri paused before shrugging. She couldn't picture the Great Tsunade lowering her morals.
"So? Is that it?" a wheezing voice echoed in a dusty dungeon apparently unkempt for years, perhaps more than a decade. The lone bulb illuminating the dim grey walls looked the most recent item. It wasn't part of the infrastructure and hung overhead due to a clump nailed onto the ceiling.
It cast a gloomy shadow on a man, his arms and legs tied and spread. He was naked, yet not excited enough because he could foresee the plans his fate held.
The room had a moldy stench, and the air was stale. Yet, the man tried persuading the other party.
"Would you have been any kinder after capturing me?"
The bulb's illumination barely reached the entrance, the steel door firmly shut.
Each step echoed in the almost empty chamber.
"Genjutsu, physical torture, sexual assaults, and perhaps more of what Iwa's greatest mind invented—are you suggesting I would not have been on the receiving end of all those gifts?"
"It's just a job!" The man wheezed, already hurt from before. His skin corroded and melted from a few spots, and a fuinjutsu on his body prevented any connection with the chakra reserves and his explosive Kekkei Genkai.
"A job…"
The bulb soon cast a dim glow on the looming figure. The woman's hair did not appear to be the vibrant yellow her students knew, and her expression was as conflicted as her best student's when he used to misunderstand her words and often became confrontational.
Tsunade missed those days.
Orochimaru was all right. At least she was ignorant of his disease.
And Mito's cellular structure did not almost implode.
… And Nawaki was alive.
"You're right," Tsunade exhaled. "It's not personal. I need your help curing two very important individuals in my life who think they are better than everyone… then I will make it a painless death."
The shinobi chuckled wearily.
"Why force yourself? Just kill me now. I can see you aren't cut out for it."
Tsunade retrieved a small vial filled with viscous green blood. It reflected in her eyes before she sighed.
"There's only one way to find out. Look on the bright side." A morbid smirk touched her lips, those amber orbs glistening with surprisingly familiar yet dark humor. "I promise not to get hots for you and stuff your asshole with stuff."
The shinobi momentarily shook before giving no reaction as if accepting his fate. A gloomy grunt echoed from his throat.
"Oh, joy. Just do me a favor and put me in a Genjutsu. Experiment all you want."
"I ordinarily would." A stream of bluish chakra covered Tsunade's hand and sharpened like a scalpel before she made a precise cut on the man's chest. "However, the poison afflicting my friend… is, you can say, holistic. It infects his Tenketsu, too. And putting you in a Genjutsu will tamper with the result."
She opened the vial and introduced the liquid within the man's injury.
"What kind of poisoning?" The man questioned.
"We'll find out," Tsunade bit her lip before exhaling. It was done. She took the first step. "I'll see you tomorrow—with more suited equipment. Granduncle didn't leave me with his toys, just the estate and library."
"Wait, this is Tobirama Senju's— AAAGGHHHHHHHHH!"
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Alternate Title: Previously: Mito Having Smutty Day Dreams; Now: Kai's Turn; The Confusing Phrase; Mito's Ploy; Guilty Mito?; No Time Like Now; Kai: The No Nut November Shall Be Hard; Author And Hiruzen/Danzo-Madara/Hashirama Ships Go Hand In Hand; How Sussy Can You Get?; Biwako Doesn't Get Paid Enough For This Bullshit; The Saga of Bromance Continues; The Eve of War; The Root's Rot; Kai And Danzo Living In Delusion That a Head Means Life In Easy Mode; Tsunade: I'm Going To Do a Pro Gamer Move (War Crimes); It's Not a Crime If Everyone Does It, Right?; Kai: I'm Going To Live Up To Tsunade's Expectations; Tsunade: I'm Going To Go Down On Their Level; The Contrasting Lives; You're Either Dead Or Fucked In the Shinobi World; Kai (In Dexter's Voice): What Is It With You And Rape? Nobody's Going To Rape You; Sad Ameyuri Noises; Danzo Done Fucked Up; Kai: I Called It! A Bug!; The Root's Foundation; A New Breed Of Kikaichu; Tsunade About To Be The Next MVP; Og Tsunade: Sad Blood Trauma Noise; FF Tsunade: Blood-Curdling Screeches Of Victory!
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